On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex

The fleeting touch, the impatience has not had time to brew, it has retreated quietly.

Shu Yicheng wrinkled his nose sadly, and did not pick the steering wheel once: "I'm really sorry."

Huo Qing had never seen such a person who apologized like drinking water, and if there was a little nervousness in his heart, he just disbanded on the spot and died down.

He rubbed his fingers, feeling ridiculous.

This is the "little young man" who is tall and powerful, working hard and wantonly, saying and doing what he says and does is probably just a subconscious expression of emotion.

Why should you care so much?

He reached out and patted Shu Yicheng's arm: "I'm not that stingy."

"Then..." The other party was still cautious, "Can I still treat you to dinner?"

"can."

Although he agreed to "make an appointment next time", he was really busy when he took over the new job, and he couldn't spare time for a few days.

This morning, a friend came to the office to find him, saying that he had a social event, and asked Huo Qing to accompany him.

Huo Qing: "Where is it?"

"Golf."

Huo Qing almost bit his tongue: "Playing in this weather?"

"The other party mentioned it." The friend straightened his collar, pinched his nose and complained, "I can't help it, I'm short-mouthed."

Come on, if you are in your position, you have to find a job.

The midsummer of the solar terms has passed, but the power of the scorching heat has not diminished. In just 2 minutes from the elevator to the car, the shirt is half wet with sweat.

When I got in the car, I was blown by the air-conditioning, and I couldn't help shivering. After a while, I felt that my nose was a bit blocked.

I'm about to catch a cold.

He is in good health and rarely gets sick, except for a cold, at least once a year.

Sometimes it is midsummer—commonly known as "heat cold", headache, brain fever and stuffy nose for three to five days, and it will heal without medicine.

Sometimes it’s winter—this one is much more serious, with all the symptoms of heat and cold, runny nose, sneezing, hoarse throat, and even fever in severe cases. It will take a few days and a half to get better.

The human body is the most delicate instrument. It perceives the four seasons and alternates cycles. It is so reliable that it is helpless.

Therefore, Huo Qing is quite lucky to catch a cold this season.

The symptoms came on very quickly, and when he rushed to the stadium, his voice was already nasal.

Friend: "Does it matter? Let Lao Wu take you to the hospital?"

"It's okay." Huo Qing pinched the sore bridge of his nose, "The air conditioner blows too much—is it them?"

The friend glanced at him, nodded, then straightened his expression, and stepped forward together with Huo Qing.

Mutual introductions and self-introductions intersect each other, and the scene is very grand.

While talking, the boss of the other party suddenly slapped his head and said with a smile: "Finally here—Mr. Shu, this way."

"I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road." The person who came was wearing a pure white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up a few times, his arms were exposed, and a suit jacket was draped over him, and he swayed gently with his walking steps, "Hi everyone, I'm Shu Yicheng."

With a decent smile, he shook hands one by one.

When passing by Huo Qing, the shadow of eyelashes under the eyelids trembled violently twice, and the strength of the handshake suddenly increased.

On the face, but there is no abnormality: "Hello."

After the pleasantries, it's time to hit the field.

Although golf is a ball game, because of the deep-rooted ideas of many people, it is more like a high-end social activity.

More importantly, to do this sport, there is no advanced requirement on physical fitness - swing a few shots, applaud, get in the car, and rush to the next venue.

Whether you are good at it or not, no one will tease you in front of your face anyway, even if you have a big belly to the point of panting when you walk, you can still pretend to be a pretty pussy occasionally.

Swing the pole out, and you can start talking about business.

perfect.

But right now, the sun is so hot that it seems that it will fall vertically in the next second. Playing in such sunshine is a bit stupid.

One of the people present was better than the other, summed up a few words, tacitly skipped the topic of playing, asked the waiter to bring food and drink, and turned on the air conditioner to talk about business on the spot.

Shu Yicheng saw the timing, quietly pulled Huo Qing aside, and said, "I have something to do and I can't come here today."

In other words, thank you for coming.

After he had shed the shell of "Mr. Shu", his eyes were full of joy, and he couldn't wait to laugh out loud.

Such an outgoing person straightforwardly conveys the joy of seeing someone, as if that is the most happiest thing in the world for him.

No one can turn a blind eye to such emotions.

Huo Qing's heart softened a bit, and he gave him the same smile and asked, "When did you join this company?"

"It's almost enough to get in touch with abroad, and it's settled after returning home, and it's only a few days after joining the job."

"That should be quite busy." He also called every day to invite him to dinner.

Shu Yicheng glanced at him: "Some things are more important than work - have dinner together at night?"

There seems to be no reason for rejection.

In the evening, Shu Yicheng, who left first, picked up Huo Qing at the entrance of the stadium hotel.

Huo Qing: "Where to eat?"

Shu Yicheng: "You'll know when you go."

When he really "knew", Huo Qing was really surprised.

This is the apartment he introduced Shu Yicheng to live in.

Shu Yicheng: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought something."

"You..." He turned his head in bewilderment, his mind turned upside down, and was suddenly split by a flash of lightning, "Do it yourself?"

Shu Yicheng nodded seriously: "I can cook, and my skills are very good."

"..."

Huo Qing followed up the stairs with the attitude that if you come, you will be safe.

But Shu Yicheng doesn't look like he can cook.

It wasn't until he witnessed someone holding a knife that he realized that stereotypes were wrong.

Looking at this posture, Shu Yicheng not only knows how to cook, but probably can cook very well.

This is really -- unexpected.

Everything was ready, and when serving the table, Huo Qing expressed his doubts.

Shu Yicheng laughed again, in front of Huo Qing, he seemed to be smiling all the time.

He said: "Cooking is not a great skill, and you don't need superpowers."

"Too."

"I didn't know it before." Shu Yicheng served him food graciously, "My mother said that if I don't learn how to cook, I won't be able to do it when I meet someone I like and want to cook something delicious."

"..."

It's quite a unique and irrefutable reason.

Shu Yicheng continued: "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." The color and fragrance are all good, and the spiciness is just right, "It's very... terrible..."

The words were automatically muted, leaving behind a shocked tail, which stabbed Huo Qing's nerves hard.

The eyebrows danced fiercely.

The soft touch of being rubbed by the fingertips is clearly identifiable on the corner of the mouth, telling that the intimate contact just now was not his illusion.

He took two deep breaths, put down his chopsticks, leaned back against the back of the chair, and stared coldly at Shu Yicheng who was drawing paper to wipe his fingers.

Huo Qing didn't move his chopsticks anymore, Shu Yicheng noticed something strange, and looked over strangely: "Is it not to your taste? If you want something else or..."

"What did you mean just now?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Huo Qing simply let the conversation go, "We've only known each other not long ago, some behaviors are inappropriate."

Shu Yicheng's face turned pale, and he became flustered: "I, I'm not..."

"Frankly speaking, I don't hate you, and I would like to make friends."

Huo Qing lowered his eyelids a little, his eyes were slightly round, normally they were very moist, but once he narrowed his eyes slightly, the light-colored pupils immediately became sharper.

A person, just because of the change of eyes, is like changing his soul, "Take back all your little thoughts."

The words and laughter just a moment ago were all piled up on Shu Yicheng's pale face at this moment, making his breathing difficult.

Holding the chopsticks, his beautiful eyes widened: "I, I have something to tell you..."

Huo Qing took out two pieces of paper, one to wipe his mouth, the other to wrap his fingers, and wiped slowly: "No need, thank you for your hospitality."

Shu Yicheng seemed to want to rush over, but was knocked back to his seat by Huo Qing's indifferent eyes, and almost fell into several pieces with a plop.

As the footsteps moved away, the door opened and closed, and finally calmed down.

His eyes went cold a little bit.

After a long while, I grabbed the chopsticks in a leisurely manner and continued to eat.

When he got home, Huo Qing was still in a swollen mood, his soul was floating, swaying back and forth, shaking his heart agitatedly.

Regardless of his blocked nose, he sat in a 20-degree room and drank tea.

The man who was bitter about the rich tea was terrified, he endured it, and smacked it for a moment, the mellow fragrance spread from the tip of his tongue, and he exhaled slowly.

While drinking the second tea, the phone received a text message from Shu Yicheng.

[It's my fault, I shouldn't take it for granted, I'm sorry]

Huo Qing read the text message three times, but did not reply in the end.

If there was only a vague intimacy in the car last time, he could regard it as a coincidence.

But again and again, each time is more than one time.

He doesn't hate the person in front of him, doesn't mind continuing to get along, and doesn't push back the natural development.

But don't like to be tempted - especially ambiguous temptations.

Who do you think he is?

Gee.

The consequence of wandering in the 20-degree air-conditioning for one night was that he woke up the next day with aggravated cold symptoms. He was let out only after receiving a bowl of ginger soup on the dining table and a basket of chanting from Chen Su and his aunt at home.

He went directly to Shu Yicheng's company - not for Shu Yicheng's sake, he had a smooth talk with the boss yesterday, and went to sign the contract today.

He met the boss of the other party and went to the conference room together.

Passing in front of a certain office, Huo Qing saw Shu Yicheng again.

Only this time, he wasn't alone.

The boss asked the assistant: "Mr. Yuan is here again?"

"Yes." The assistant looked awkwardly at Huo Qing, "I come every day."

Huo Qing walked over without looking sideways.

Unexpectedly, after get off work that day, he saw Shu Yicheng again in the parking lot—in a special form.

Shu Yicheng firmly held his car door and said, "Take my car."

Huo Qing turned the key ring, expressionless: "Don't bother."

"You're still angry." Shu Yicheng refused to let go of the door handle, "I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to - sorry, wait for me for a few minutes."

He stood on Huo Qing's car door to answer the phone.

Huo Qing stood two or three meters away, watching coldly.

"I'm outside... I have something to do in the evening, don't wait for my call... Goodbye."

Shu Yicheng lowered his eyelashes, and rubbed his face hard, with such force that he almost lifted his eyebrows, so as to suppress the rush and panic, the whole person became serious.

"I know the timing is wrong, but I can't wait any longer."